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It's only I'm peckish. Very peckish, though. I could eat let me see what I could eat: I could eat a lobster-salad, and two dozen oysters, and a lump of cake, and a wing and a leg of a chicken if it was a spring chicken, with watercreases round it and a Bath-bun, and a sandwich; and in fact I don't know what I couldn't eat, except just that crust in the cupboard.
"Don't you work any more," he says, as he comes up with the last load, "you'll tire yourself." "Well, I am feeling a bit done up," she answers, as she hops out of the nest and straightens her back. "You're a bit peckish, too, I expect," he adds sympathetically. "I know I am. We will have a scratch down, and be off."
"Jist so, the murtherin' villins!" ejaculated Mr McCarthy. Mr Lathrope at that moment came up from the cuddy. "Whar's that sanctimonious cuss of a steward!" inquired he. "I've shouted clean through the hull ship, and I'm durned ef I ken find him to git some grub; for I feels kinder peckish arter that there muss. I guess the critter has sloped with them t'other skunks!"
"No, I'm very sorry; for I like to see you coming and going as you used to, years ago, and I miss you very much when you are gone, John," answered truthful Nan, whittling away in a sadly wasteful manner, as her thoughts flew back to the happy times when a little lad rode a little lass in a big wheelbarrow, and never spilt his load, when two brown heads bobbed daily side by side to school, and the favorite play was "Babes in the Wood," with Di for a somewhat peckish robin to cover the small martyrs with any vegetable substance that lay at hand.
That army now consists of Kirby Smith, four mules and a Bass drum, and is movin' rapidly to'rds Texis. Feelin' a little peckish, I went into a eatin' house to-day and encountered a young man with long black hair and slender frame. He didn't wear much clothes, and them as he did wear looked onhealthy.
They were feeling "peckish," no doubt, and wanted to see if they could get something to eat before the corporation carts came along. So did the rats. Some men can't sleep very well on an empty stomach at least, not at first; but it mostly comes with practice. They often sleep for ever in London. Not in Sydney as yet so we say.
By this time the other sleepers, his partners Stacy and Demorest, young men of about his own age, were awake, alert, and lazily critical of his progress. "I don't care about my quail on toast being underdone for breakfast," said Stacy, with a yawn; "and you needn't serve with red wine. I'm not feeling very peckish this morning."
I can tell you all I'm pretty peckish, too." "So am I, rather," said Crow, winking at the company generally, who all laughed. Awful thought! Suppose there's not enough for them to eat after all! I began to pour out the coffee wildly, hardly venturing to look round. At last, however, I recollected my duties. "That's an eel-pie in front of you, Doubleday," I said.
Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine. Kidneys were in his mind as he moved about the kitchen softly, righting her breakfast things on the humpy tray. Gelid light and air were in the kitchen but out of doors gentle summer morning everywhere. Made him feel a bit peckish. The coals were reddening.
His head went up in the air, and with a snort of triumph he dashed away through the forest. For a little while there was a vain pursuit. At last the lumbermen gave it up. "Let him be!" said his owner, "an' I rayther guess he'll turn up agin when he gits peckish. He kaint browse on spruce buds an' lung-wort." Plunging on with long gallop through the snow he was soon miles from camp.
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